There were no words to describe Vanessa's pussy other than perfection. Literally. I expected it to be loose or something, she was a pornstar, but it was the opposite. It almost felt as tight as Juliet had been, and I'm pretty sure Juliet didn't have sex with men often. I nearly came just from pushing the head of my cock into her, and her folds were practically drowning my dick in a matter of seconds.

"Ahhh~" Vanessa whined loudly, roughly running her fingers through my messy hair and pressing her immense breasts against my chest.

The feeling of them there was such a distraction. Honestly, I kind of wanted to stop fucking her and just play with them. They looked like toys, so ridiculous and big. The large, cute nipples looked absolutely delicious. Vanessa's body was a surreal mixture of real and fake traits. Her breasts were obviously not real. The way they stood on her chest and the complete lack of sag made that clear. Yet her round, firm ass was clearly all natural. Her skin was spray-tanned, and upon closer inspection (How could I not inspect her? Our faces were very close together) I could see a touch of plastic surgery in certain facial areas like between her eyebrows. Perhaps to diminish wrinkles? Who knows? I wasn't judging, Vanessa's body looked and felt so damn good it'd be stupid to.

"Shit, you're tight," I gasped, trying to push my member deeper into her, gripping the base. Vanessa was so tight it was actually somewhat difficult getting it in...I groaned in delight as she reached down and spread her pussy lips apart with her fingers, revealing her pink, wet depths. The scent of her arousal wafted up to me and I inhaled it, unable to stop my hips from bucking forward. My dick slid deeper inside her, and her vaginal muscles rapidly fluttered around me.

I wiped a layer of sweat from my brow. The heat of the room combined with the hot and deliciously wet, sticky mess Vanessa called a pussy was enough to have me panting and nearly drooling. I bit my lip as Vanessa wiggled her hips, sliding herself down my shaft, wetness drooling from her salmon-colored depths.

Vanessa giggled. "You like it... don't you, Avie? My tight... wet pussy... it's like heaven, isn't it?" Between each word she sheathe herself on my erection, her breasts bouncing deliciously...her bright blue eyes glittered with a strange intensity, and I knew she was actually expecting an answer not just talking dirty to me.

"Yes, it's fucking amazing...hot like hell, though..." I grunted honestly, wrapping my arms around Vanessa's shapely hips and pushing my knee down on the mattress. Now that I was in a better position I could thrust deeper, sliding my dick deep inside her. Vanessa moaned as my shaft spread her open and I grunted in delight as a rush of wetness immediately splattered down my length. She was so fucking wet, it was insane! She made Juliet's sopping wetness look like a damn kiddie pool!

Vanessa's soft pants next to my ear made my heart hammer. Her lips caressed the shell of my ear, and she blew into it. "You think it feels good now? I can make you feel even better."

Honestly, I found that hard to believe. I almost expected her to stick her finger you-know-where literally just because of Noella...but instead, Vanessa's tight, dripping insides began to constrict and grip my member pleasantly. Vanessa was flexing her smooth, toned stomach and her cunt squeezed the life out of me...I panted, pressing my face into her throat. There were no words to describe this sensation! How was she doing this? I didn't know it was possible for a woman to have such intense control of her muscles...I cried out as she tightened her pussy, rolling her hips in a smooth, hot gyration. My head swam and I shook it, trying to think coherently and failing for the most part.

Vanessa's beautiful, literally flawless face staring into mine with that self-satisfied smile did nothing to help my situation...She had complete control of this situation, yet wasn't even dominating me. What kind of sex demon was I dealing with here? Vanessa was one intense nympho...

I couldn't look away from her eyes, panting heavily, "Oh fuck, Vanessa...this is too much...I'm going to come..."

"So soon?" Vanessa teased. "And here I thought you wanted to play with Stu. I was about to call him."

I grit my teeth, shaking my head.. "First of all...I really don't like the term 'play with Stu". Secondly...I'm seriously about to come can you at least stop...doing that squeezing thing with your pussy? It's driving me crazy..."

Vanessa laughed, wrapping her legs around my ass and shaking her hips. "Then cum, you pathetic little pussy..." Instead of easing up, Vanessa began to move her entire body. When I tried to pull away for a deep breath, she tugged me closer. Her lips attached to mine and she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, kissing me hungrily. My body was so hot, literally caked with sweat, I thought I was going to pass out... Vanessa didn't stop kissing me for a second, and if I tried to pull away she nibbled on the bite wound Juliet left there. She smothered my lips with hers, running her tongue between them. At first, I considered putting up a bit of a fight. Then, I gave in and met her tongue with my own, my urge to ejaculate inside her skyrocketing.

I exhaled heavily as Vanessa finally drew her mouth away from mine. A string of saliva extended between our well-kissed lips and she smiled at me, her eyes shining. She didn't stop her hips for a motion, threatening to milk me at any second. If I didn't focus on not coming for even a second I'd blow my load. I was sure of it. The only thing stopping me was that I wanted to prove myself to Vanessa. I wanted to hold off for at least a little while longer. I was a virgin not even a week ago but that didn't mean my performance had to be pathetic.

Vanessa glanced at her Poketch and began to tap a few numbers in. It was clear she was calling Stu now. "Two's a drag but three is company. Isn't that the saying?"

"I'm not sure, but Vanessa..." I stared at her Poketch. "I don't really want to do anything with him watching."

Vanessa laughed loudly. "But that's why I agreed to let you fuck me, Avery. To show off to Stu...hmph, you're such a little brat...so needy...You want me all to yourself, don't you..?" The pleased lilt in her tone made my cock twitch inside her. She seemed incredibly happy.

But honestly, that wasn't it at all. At first, in the heat of the moment, I wanted to show off to that fat bastard. Now, I was miserable even thinking about that guy seeing me worked up and breaking a sweat like this. Anyone seeing me sounded horrible...Not to mention, I probably looked like shit- my hair was literally caked to my forehead and I couldn't stop panting I was so out of breath. But I wasn't about to say no to Vanessa's question when she was spreading her legs in front of me, literally about to make me cum.

So I shrugged it off and lied. "Y-yes...everything is so hectic downstairs... Now that it's finally just the... two of us..." I trailed off, unable to think of what I should say next. Luckily, Vanessa cut me off with a hot, wet kiss. Her tongue slammed into my mouth and she began to eagerly twirl it with mine, moaning and whimpering, rubbing herself against me. Apparently my response pleased her.

Suddenly, Vanessa's hands wrapped around my shoulders. She flipped me onto my back, her entire weight resting in my lap. "Avie, you're gonna love it here..." She whimpered as she reached down and roughly stroked her clit, "Play with my clitty, please~"

(Fuck me, she's so hot.)

I obeyed her request and reached down. I teasingly ran my fingers between her slick folds, before touching the throbbing, pink nub above the slit. It was warm and soft to the touch, and I tweaked it gently. Vanessa moaned in delight, moving her hands up to her breasts and squeezing them. I imagined because they weren't real, they wouldn't have much feeling, but Vanessa began to pant and moan like a Mightyena in heat the second she made contact with them. Her moans were shrill but sweet.

"Yesss," Vanessa whimpered, "you're so soft and gentle...I love innocent boys..."

I wouldn't exactly call myself innocent. But I wasn't going to argue with her. Instead, I'd just prove her wrong. I roughly toyed with her clitoris, thumbing the length, and Vanessa immediately gasped and threw her head back. Her fingers twisted her own swollen nipples, and she bucked up and down on me with fast, frenzied motions. "Oh fuck oh fuckkkk," Vanessa whimpered, squeezing the great mounds of her breasts and twisting, swirling her hips about. I matched her motions as best as I could, thrusting my hips up, slamming my cock inside her.

The next few minutes were a hot, sweaty blur. Ceaseless thrusting against each other, our sweaty skin literally sticking together at times. Her juices soaked my entire crotch and the bottom of my stomach. I didn't know it was possible for a woman to get so wet but she was literally flooding, her clit swollen and twitching. I toyed with it as much as possible while I thrust, hoping it'd push her to her peak, but Vanessa didn't seem to get any more satisfied with every minute that passed. And I was going to come soon. I didn't want to. I wanted Vanessa to come first or at least with me but I'd already been resisting the urge...

"Vanessa, I...I can't hold it back anymore, are you- are you close?"

Vanessa smiled strangely. Sweetly, yet there was something weird about it. An underlying sense of disappointment...or sadness? My heart hammered in my chest as she leaned down and stared into my eyes, gently pushing my sweat-soaked hair from my face. I didn't know what tod say or how to feel. The intense heat of the room dropped so fast I felt like I had whiplash. Suddenly I felt like I was being comforted. Her next words disturbed me.

"I can't come...so just let it all out inside me, Avie."

Couldn't orgasm? What the hell did that mean? Before I could question it, she tightened her cunt and all coherent thought shot out of my brain. I cried out as I grasped her hips and thrust as deep inside her as I could. Vanessa kissed me hungrily as I let out my load deep inside her, soaking her insides. Her pussy convulsed, rapidly tightening and squeezing around my shaft as if trying to milk as much semen from me as possible.

I collapsed, panting heavily, eyes half-lidded. "Wow..."

Vanessa continued to lightly brush her fingers through my hair. The gentle touch actually felt pretty good. "Have you ever had such an amazing orgasm? Be honest."

No, I haven't. Vanessa's pussy really was one of a kind, I guess...It was kind of funny that both she and Noella gave me the "best orgasms" I've ever had in the same day.

"I haven't," I confessed with a slight smile. "You're really incredible."

Vanessa smiled at me and pressed her chest against mine, gently rocking on top of me. The motion against my hyper-sensitive cock was almost painful, but I didn't complain. Instead, I asked the question that was lurking in the back of my head. I reached down and gently grabbed her right breast, squeezing it in my hand. Vanessa whimpered and closed her eyes, her pussy fluttering around me.

"What did you mean by you can't come?"

"Is that your idea of pillow talk, Avie?"

I really hated that nickname. "I'm just...was it me? Was I not good enough or something?"

Vanessa sighed heavily. She gently eased herself off my limp cock, a flood of our combined fluids coursing out and splattering my crotch. It was gross to watch. Being even partially covered in some of my own semen was just nasty to me, not to mention some kind of...cocktail of both our cummies.

I was somewhat disappointed to be out of Vanessa's comforting, wet heat but apparently we were done.

Vanessa slipped off the bed and walked across the room. I watched as she let her long, platinum blond hair down and sat down at a white vanity, gazing into the mirror at herself. Then, she slowly turned to me. "You want the short version or the long version?" She didn't even seem like she wanted to talk about it in general so I wasn't going to make her speak longer than necessary.

"Short," I shrugged, "whatever you're comfortable telling me. Is it some sort of medical thing? If you don't want to talk about it we can just talk about something else."

Vanessa smiled. "It's not medical. At least...I don't think it is. Do you believe in Legendary Pokemon, Avie?"

"Of course, I mean...there's undeniable proof they exist." People still doubted it, regardless of that fact, though. I crossed my arms and waited, wondering what legendaries had to do with not being able to orgasm.

"When I was very young, maybe...eleven? I started my Pokemon Journey. I was an amazing trainer, and an even better coordinator. I travelled around the world, with no one but Red and a few other Pokemon at my side. I'm from the Unova region, actually, but we went to Kanto, Johto, Galar... you name it- we've been five years of travelling were the best of my life. Nonstop sex with wild Pokemon, making love to Red...but everything changed here...in Sinnoh. I met him when I was sixteen."

I was fascinated by Vanessa's story. Looking at her, you'd never take her as the type that's travelled far or was a good Trainer. She just seemed so superficial, it was almost unbelievable. Her last words piqued my interest especially. Him? Who in the world was him?

Vanessa's eyes were shining, the strangest expression on her face as she leaned forward. "Darkrai." Merely saying the name made Vanessa shiver. "I was trapped in a nightmare. No, a fantasy...for who knows how long? Night after night, day after day. His cock seated deep inside me, coming inside me over and over, so many times I swore I'd be pregnant by the end of it regardless of our species. And it was all one long...messy, wet orgasm. I couldn't stop cumming, Avery. Squirting all over his penis, over and over, I lost my damn mind. All I could think about was him...He broke me. I never wanted to leave. I wanted to be with him forever. If you asked me at the time, I would have sworn that I loved him."

I'd never heard of such a thing. I knew about Darkrai, of course. An exceptionally rare Pokemon that some considered a Legendary. I'd never heard of one fucking a human in their dreams, or any Legendary being with a human in general. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Vanessa was trapped in an endless, nightmarish orgasm for days on end...?

"I woke up suddenly. He was gone. But I know it happened. His semen was still inside me when I woke up, so much of it I thought I'd never have a clean cunt again. And ever since that day, night, week, month? I don't even know how long I was with him...I haven't been able to orgasm. No matter what I do, no matter how good I feel. It's been almost twenty years."

I blinked. "T-Twenty? You haven't orgasmed in twenty years!? Not a single time!?"

Vanessa shook her head, smiling bitterly. "Not even once."

I scratched my head. "But...I don't understand. Why all this?" I gestured around me. "The estate, the constant sex parties, having male slaves, apparently being quite the slut in general...I don't get it, Vanessa. What about hypnosis? Have you tried something like that?"

"I've tried everything. My body has been changed in so many different ways in an attempt to raise the pleasure even higher, to push me over and nothing works... Anyways...I'm done talking about that. Now you know. So don't bother holding back your orgasms when you're fucking me. Making me wait for it, trying to get me to cum? That's just teasing me. I'll never reach the peak."

I was speechless. Vanessa shrugged. "I need to call Stu and have your Pokemon delivered still...and I'd like some time alone. Could you be a dear and tell Noella I'll be ready to start the fun events in...hmmm, a half an hour?"

Fun events? Well, whatever. I'd probably want some time to think after talking about such messed up stuff, too. I stood up. "Could I shower first?" I muttered as I watched our combined fluids dribble onto the floor from my limp cock.

Vanessa giggled. "And wash away the proof of our activities? Don't even think about it. Now get that cute ass downstairs, Avie."

That was some bullshit. But an order was an order, and I was apparently working for her now. For a week...honestly, it didn't seem that bad. Having sex with her felt amazing, and she seemed really kind. I felt so bad for her. I couldn't imagine not being able to orgasm for a week, not to mention a whole damn year, not to mention twenty! Honestly, it was kind of crazy...and now that I was thinking about it, did that mean Vanessa was around thirty-five years old? Now that was unbelievable...I thought she was at most in her early thirties...

Explains the plastic surgery, I guess.

Disgruntled, I pulled my little shorts back on. "Thanks for trusting me with that information, Vanessa. Talking about it must be hard." But Vanessa wasn't listening. She was gazing at herself in the mirror again, her expression far away and lost. It was like I didn't exist anymore. A little disturbed, I headed out of the room and back toward the party.

Darkrai had...essentially raped Vanessa in a dream. How was she able to cope with that? Well, I know how she coped with that- and her inability to orgasm. Drowning herself in sex with countless partners and making it her entire life, normalizing the actual act of sex...it was messed up.

Though I doubted that was the only thing wrong with Vanessa.